A Night Watchman’s Record of the Underworld

"Is this... Lord Qi?" I asked cautiously.

"This is Xie Bi'an, Lord Qi, the White Impermanence, and... your ancestor." Chen Jiu nodded.

Ancestor? What was that supposed to mean?

I stared at Chen Jiu, my mind completely blank.

Was Xie Bi'an one of my ancestors?

How the hell had I suddenly acquired an ancestor from the underworld?

"Lord Jiu, you... you aren't joking, are you?" My voice trembled. I didn't know what to say. "I'm just an unemployed young man with barely a thousand yuan in my pocket, and you're telling me the White Impermanence is my ancestor?"